"Alright alright I understand, chill m'lady~" Bertol responded to the orders from the purpled haired girl, Anemone. He scurried to the ship edge, crossing back to his own ship with his grasp on his moon-shaped materia. His flow of magic of Earth was fully charged up, the materia with a glow that shone as brightly as the sun.

Goblins? Bertol was baffled to see goblins that invaded the ship deck. He had thought the group of sea mercenaries was strong and reliable enough not to let such a thing happen. But its a good thing that he had his magical quickcast ready at any moment, as the glow inside his right hand flickered away. A round boulder was churned out above the goblins, as it crashed a sizable chunk of them into green goo & splinters. "Sorry about that, got caught in a skirmish with a Dwarf..." He stated regrettably to his captain.